Umm…No.

As I write this, the Mets are up 3-1 at the bottom of the 4th against the Dodgers. That? Is cool. (Kinnahura!)

Greenie’s back! Cool.

Posh Spice throwing out the first pitch, however? Ew. Not cool.

Plenty of stuff to blog about–I’m running behind! So for now, I’ll tell ya what I want, what I really really want: Just look at this pic with scorn for me, okay?

xx,

Z

Update: Of course almost as soon as I write this, the lead gets trimmed to 3-2. And then the Dodgers *******’ tie it up. Usually, I would blame the Evil Eye. Today, I blame Posh. Ok, not really. But if we lose this one, I might just want to smack the frosted lipstick off her face.

Yikes, did I write that!? Sorry, Posh! It’s transference. Oh, but you’re still tacky, and get your hands off the ball.

Yeah, sometimes I forget I really shouldn’t live-blog.